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- Continental Breakfast
- Shuttle bus service
- Swimming pool
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... the road at the town of Lusen and so after a few kind words its back on my bike and back down the road we have just come.
Soon I turn off down the scenic road to Brixen. I travelled this road last year and really enjoyed it. It follows a river much of the way but is extremely rough and is not well kept at all.
The satnav tells me the journey should take about 13 minutes!! Well, those 13 minutes turned into more like 45 minutes. This little journey was ...
... scenery, paid the €24 and went to the top car park, the little Peugeot nearly blew a valve. Walked around up top, but being on slippery ice next to steep slopes is not my idea of fun, we looked around and went into the lovely town of Misurina and had lunch. Back to our Hotel to plan the next part of the journey. Been pretty lucky with the weather and roads as we don't have snow chains at all. Another great day on our ...
... an evening off. "We choose this spot for the great acoustics" one of them tell me "sometimest the police tell us to leave... we just come back the next day". This fellow is actually planning to go to Carmona to study how to make instruments! so they're definitely an ambitious group, not just slackers killing time. They offer to share their earnings with me. I politely refuse, so they invite me to get something to drink ...
... as we headed out the door. Le Bistrot cemented itself as our favorite dining stop in Torre. Since we were already okay with the concept of returning to a spot for a meal we decided to head back to I Giardini, our stop from the previous night. The place was quiet and we ate our meal alone, the only other diners departing shortly after our arrival. Our last meal in Italy was delightful as always and we rolled leisurely back into Castiglione for our last night in our Italian ...
... to Italy, figuring it wasn't meant to be. Now as we looked over the work completed we felt the frustration of two miserable days melt away in an instant. It really felt like a home. Last time still felt as though we were camping out and had so far to go; now we could sense that the finish line really was in sight.
We grabbed our bags and pulled them into the house then sat in the kitchen. Our conversation alternated between how excited we were at what was ...